Sleen certainly makes a compelling case for not getting in trouble, but my finely-honed lecturer senses detect that he might just know more than he’s letting on.
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Sleen: Good morning!
Lermin: Morning Sleen.
Sleen: I er… I was wondering… have you had a chance to read my essay yet?
Lermin: Well… I’ve read the title.
Lermin: Provocative choice, Sleen.
Sleen: Ah, yes. I was hoping to grab the reader’s attention.
Lermin: You certainly succeeded at that. But we’ll have to see if…
Lermin: Wait.
Lermin: Where’s the rest of the class?
Sleen: Um… I’m er… I’m really not supposed to say.
Lermin: Don’t tell me they’ve all run away to join the Gilded Delve.
Sleen: What? No! I mean… maybe?!
Sleen: How would I know?
Sleen: I’m the one who is still here and is a good student and should certainly not get in any trouble for the actions of others!
Lermin: I see.